A Storm of Wings

I don't know what kind of mood you would have to be in to enjoy this book. And so many writers I admire, admire this book. Harrison's depiction of an exhausted far-future earth is dark and at times brilliant, but it's a chore. Some people have dreams of walking through fog or waist-deep sludge where each step is an doomed effort at making any progress. That was my experience with this second volume in the Viriconium series. After two stabs at it, I am calling it quits.